Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 955 Nameless Graveyard

Lin Hai's sigh was too soft.

So faint it was almost drowned out by the engine and rain, but Yu Shijiu still managed to catch it.

Realizing it was Lin Hai's voice, Yu Shijiu tilted her head slightly, glancing subtly behind her.

Under the dim overhead light, Lin Hai's sickly smile deepened.

Under the overhead light, the shimmering light in Lin Hai's small pupils spun almost distorted, and the two points of light under the brim of the hoodie of the passenger next to him also brightened for a moment.

Yu Shijiu saw Mulanzhi in the front row turn around as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw Lin Hai's expression, she finally pursed her lips and tightened her grip on the Emei Thorn.

Yu Shijiu's gaze slowly fell on Mulanzhi's pale and taut finger bones.

He thoughtfully withdrew his gaze.

"What did you see?"

Anjie's voice suddenly came through.

Yu Shijiu raised his head and met An Jie's gaze, who had turned her head in the front row. There seemed to be some worry in An Jie's eyes, but more than that, there was helplessness.

"Ah," Yu Shijiu blinked, innocently and obediently saying, "I saw Lin Hai's distorted expression. Hmm, he looks a bit like the villain that Brother Han talked about with me before?"

An Jie and Chen Yi: "..."

Encouraged by He Lingling, Xu Han looked up and asked blankly:

"What villain? Who? Who's the villain?"

He Lingling said weakly, "The 'Echo' group."

Xu Han immediately agreed, stating firmly, "Yes, they are the villains."

He Lingling: "..."

She moved her lips, but ultimately said nothing.

...As for the talk about whether they are villains or not, just listen to it and be done with it. If you really think that way, then they can't be considered any kind of upright and good people, can they?

As the group spoke in hushed tones, the bus began to slow down.

This time, even the pitiful, flickering lantern light outside the car window was completely gone.

Only the two beams of light cut by the car headlights illuminated the muddy, potholed dirt road ahead, and the shadowy, undulating grave mounds on both sides of the road.

In the rainy night, the players in the car could see some grave mounds with crooked stone tablets or wooden signs standing in front of them. The blurry words on them flashed by in the instant the car headlights swept over them.

Some graves didn't even have tombstones, just small mounds of earth, which looked particularly desolate and lonely after being washed away by the torrential rain.

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The bus came to a stop once again.

The driver opened the car door.

This time, no cold wind blew in.

Outside the car, all was desolate and cold, with only the patter of raindrops hitting the earth and the tombstones.

The desolate atmosphere was so heavy that it made the people on the bus even more uneasy.

Yu Shijiu raised his hand to cover his nose.

—The earthy smell mixed with the stench of blood in the air was even stronger.

This time, however, the driver didn't keep urging the passengers to get off like he had at the previous stops.

He waited silently, the red hat on his head shining brightly in the sunlight, almost dripping with blood.

Inside the carriage, everyone's eyes were fixed on the open, dark door.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just when Yu Shijiu and the other four thought that perhaps no one would get on or off at this stop—

Outside the car door, on the muddy ground illuminated by the car headlights, suddenly, pale, withered hands slowly emerged from the soil.

No, there was more than one.

There are many, many of them.

These withered, pale hands slowly emerged from different grave mounds, behind tombstones, and even from the mud in the middle of the road, their fingers spread wide, as if yearning for something, or as if silently waving to the bus.

Immediately afterwards, semi-transparent humanoid figures dressed in various colors slowly "emerged" from where the hands were extended.

These humanoid phantoms appear to be male or female, young or old, with indistinct figures of varying heights and unclear faces. However, each phantom is entangled with an intense and overwhelming resentment and pain.

They gathered silently on the open ground outside the car door, so densely packed that they almost blocked everyone's view.

These humanoid phantoms all stared at the open car door, their empty eye sockets devoid of any living light, only endless darkness and emptiness.

There was no sound, no movement.

But the overwhelming, almost tangible despair and chilling silence that enveloped the carriage instilled a deep-seated fear in every living being inside.

Yu Shijiu's left arm trembled violently, the hair under the cloth stood on end, and the claws of the beast sprang out uncontrollably, piercing the fabric.

This time, it wasn't just the left arm.

He heard those cold, sticky voices again, enticing him to "get off the bus."

There were men and women, some sharp and some calm; the indistinct, mixed voices were like countless tiny tentacles, trying to burrow into his brain, control his body, and make him get off the bus—

"Shi Jiu, don't respond!"

He Lingling's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. She forced open her bleeding eyes and stared intently at the human-shaped phantoms outside the car door.

"Your presence is more polluting than ours, attracting those things outside the car..."

He Lingling's tears flowed even faster from the corners of her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and continued:

"They're trying to lure you in now, but whatever you do, don't respond to them."

So far, no one knows what happens after the player gets off the vehicle.

They don't even know what this instance requires them to do. Is it really just a matter of finding something that "shouldn't exist"?

However, from the beginning until now, those things that were warned in the preface as "things that shouldn't appear" have appeared far too many times, so many that they can no longer distinguish whether they should exist or not...

He Lingling let out a muffled groan and silently swallowed the blood that welled up in her throat.

Anjie almost immediately reached out and pressed hard on Yu Shijiu's shoulder, saying in a deep voice:

"Close your eyes! Don't listen, don't look, and don't respond!"

Yu Shijiu did as instructed, using all her strength to suppress the voices in her mind that wanted to replace her brain.

Seemingly sensing his resistance, the dense array of voices in his mind suddenly paused, then rang out even more intensely and densely in his mind.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

Yu Shijiu silently closed his eyes, pretending that he couldn't hear the screaming and shouting in his mind.

Just then, the driver's hoarse voice finally rang out again, carrying an unusual calm.

"We've arrived at the nameless cemetery."

"Those who need to get off...it's time to get off."

The tone of his voice when he said this was no longer the urging tone he used before, but more like a calm declaration.

The words had barely left his mouth—

In the back of the carriage, the five skeletons that had boarded the train from the burial mound suddenly seemed to receive some kind of command and began to move at the same time.